Run into the world

Chapter 171 The foreign master is unhappy

"You...how did you kill them all?" Huang Feihong frowned deeply. Although he also hated these foreigners, it was not a reason to kill them.

Duan Muxiang looked at him and spread her hands innocently, "Who saw me murder someone?"

Huang Feihong was stunned, could you please wipe the blood off your fingers before saying this?

Duan Muxiang stretched out her hand and wiped it on the clothes of the foreign gunman, "You can testify, and the surrounding people hiding behind the windows can also testify. But Marissa will tell the admiral that it was these people from the Shahe Gang who came to commit the murder. This A team of musketeers came to protect her, but they were killed by these scoundrels from the Shahe Gang, and then asked the government to encircle and suppress the Shahe Gang and give an explanation."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the neighbors who were gradually coming out of nearby houses. Are we conspiring loudly?

Duan Muxiang did not visit the neighbors at all. "Who do you think the admiral will believe? A bunch of commoners who can be bullied, or a foreigner who is from a noble family at first sight?"

The flames were still burning, but the whole night and the whole street fell into silence. Huang Feihong was deeply shocked by Duanmuxiang's magic to defeat magic.

Of course, it was not just him, but also all the people along the road. They honestly returned to their houses.Duan Muxiang's domineering attitude was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, but they were more happy to see the foreigners and the Shahe Gang being unlucky, but they felt a little unhappy that Duan Muxiang looked down on them, so those who wanted to help put out the fire also withdrew.

Duanmuxiang didn't care about the thoughts of these people. As for the fire, all the building parts that caused sparks were violently demolished. He was not afraid of too many demolitions at this time, because after the Shahe Gang was convicted, Bao Zhilin's losses would be compensated by the Shahe Gang. So Shahe All the gang's property belongs to Bao Zhilin.By then Baozhilin will not only reopen, but also open a branch!

"Hey! Look how dirty you are. You're so grown up and you're still playing in the mud. Go to the backyard to wash up and change clothes." Duan Muxiang looked at Marissa with some disgust.

But Marissa was unwilling. She raised her head and straightened her back, her ferocity almost jumping out of the gray sheets.

"No, the more embarrassing it is, the more anger I can express. When that admiral comes, I have to scold him!"

Aunt Thirteen, who was nearby, immediately forgot about her fear just now. She held Marissa's hand and the sheet almost fell off, "Good sister, help Feihong vent his anger."

Duan Muxiang rolled her eyes, feeling that she couldn't communicate with these two love brains, so she just reminded: "Okay, remember to use foreign languages ​​when swearing."

Huang Feihong looked at the enthusiastic Thirteenth Aunt and suddenly didn't want to say anything. He just turned around and entered Baozhilin to see what he had to lose.

Duan Muxiang, Lin Shirong and others worked together to deal with the part that was still burning with flames. For a moment, the whole world seemed to reject Huang Feihong. The flames shone brightly on his body, but there were more shadows than light.

The flames were quickly and completely extinguished, and nearly half of Baozhilin was burned. The entire yard was covered with black ash, and many precious medicinal materials were burned, which made Marisa's anger level soar even more.

In the early morning, the admiral indeed brought people to watch the fun, but as soon as he entered the door, he saw Marissa wrapped in a sheet.

He was obviously a young man, but he seemed to be an old scholar who didn't want to see any wrongdoing. He covered his eyes and said, "Oh, don't look at me now..." He even turned around and was about to lead people away.

But Marissa had already been staring at him, "Stop!"

Marissa quickly jumped up to the admiral's side, and then Thirteenth Aunt ran over quickly. "You two girls, you say something in English, I say something in Chinese, and they started talking to the admiral."

A few words made the admiral break into a cold sweat. In Marissa's words, he was a noble lady from the West. Because he was sick, he came to see a famous doctor to express his affirmation of your country's medicine. As a result, he was treated by people like you. The gangsters targeted him and assassinated him in the middle of the night!

More importantly, the musketeers who protected her were actually killed by the Shahe Gang. If the admiral couldn't give her an explanation, she would personally explain it to the foreign ambassador!

Duan Muxiang accompanied Huang Feihong and watched the whole process. He watched helplessly as the expectation in Huang Feihong's eyes turned into sadness, and finally turned around and stopped looking.

"A little disappointed? Or completely disappointed?"

Huang Feihong paused, "Aren't you disappointed?"

"No, what they do is their business, and you have no responsibility for them." Duan Muxiang's laughter made Huang Feihong turn around and look at him with inquiring eyes.

"To protect the country, the king and his ministers are meat-eating people; to protect the world, how can a humble man be held responsible?"

Duan Muxiang became interested. After so many years of studying the history of fantasy, it finally became useful. She smiled and said: "It's very good, but since you know this sentence, you should understand the environment in which this sentence was written. . And who is the original author of this passage and what is his claim?"

Huang Feihong was startled, and his eyes gradually widened. Learning any Western science was still within his acceptable range. After all, this is what the court here is doing now.But the meaning of Duan Muxiang's words just now was too shocking!
Duan Muxiang was happy again, and reached out to pat Huang Feihong on the shoulder, "Master Huang, you are just a martial artist or a doctor. If you don't have the consciousness and courage to make a choice, then don't be sad and disappointed because of the numbness of these people, no. Because you are not worthy, because you are actually the same as them, maybe...you will also let people down one day!"

... Once the Bao Zhilin incident involved foreigners, the yamen's efficiency began to be astonishingly fast. I had just been scolded by Marissa in the early morning, and before noon, the yamen had dispatched troops to clear out the Shahe Gang.

For a whole afternoon, as long as the common people identified anyone as being from the Shahe Gang, the officers and soldiers would go up and beat them severely and then put them in jail.This way of doing things has won the support of many people. The officers and soldiers who are usually scorned and kept at a distance are actually accompanied by people who clap and cheer.

The officers and soldiers who had never received such treatment seemed to be more motivated, and then they naturally found the lair of the Shahe Gang, and then the officers and soldiers encountered tenacious resistance.

The Shahe gang had Zhanpeng behind them and had learned how to use muskets. Although their skills were average, the skills of the officers and soldiers were not high either. The two gangs fought against each other for nearly two hours. When night fell, the guns were fired. The sound has begun to become sparse.

On Bao Zhilin's side, Duan Muxiang was already checking the equipment, and Marissa next to her was gearing up.

"Mr. Duanmu, are you..." Huang Feihong looked at him puzzled. Are you going to fight?

Duan Muxiang tied her shoelaces tightly and replied without raising her head: "I guess the Shahe Gang's lair will be a hard nut to crack. I have to go and help the officers and soldiers to prevent people from saying that Bao Zhilin is using the government to fight against foreigners. Otherwise, If I leave in the future, they will settle the score with you."

Huang Feihong was a little embarrassed. He also heard that the officers and soldiers failed to annihilate the Shahe Gang.Just facing the musket, he had no good solution.Now I heard that Duan Muxiang was going to try to dissuade her, "But even with the decades of skill you and I have, we still can't withstand a musket!"

Duan Muxiang paused and said with a smile, "Did Master Huang misunderstand something?"

"what?"

"Guns and guns are the crystallization of human wisdom for thousands of years. From the initial gunpowder to today's finished products, not only Westerners have contributed to it, but Easterners have also contributed. It only takes less than a hundred years for you and me to practice together. Using something that is a hundred years old How can we compare with the crystallization of wisdom that has been passed down for thousands of years? But there is no need to be so presumptuous. Although we cannot compare with the crystallization of wisdom that has been passed down for thousands of years, people who use guns and cannons are not as good as us. What we want to defeat is not guns. Cannons, but the people who use guns!”

Duan Muxiang turned around and took Marisa out. Huang Feihong was silent for a moment and shouted: "Shirong! Go and notify the brothers of the militia!" Then he took an iron umbrella from the door and followed. When Lin Shirong and other disciples saw this, they naturally followed with swords and guns. Go out.

However, as soon as he went out, he saw Duan Muxiang being stopped by two people.

"You have a strong momentum, powerful swings of your arms, and a solid lower body. You must be Huang Feihong of Bao Zhilin! I am from Shandong, and I plan to open a gym here to teach apprentices. I came here to compete with Master Huang in martial arts."

Wearing a tattered blue gown, followed by an equally shabby young man, Duan Muxiang could tell the identity of this man at a glance. In his last life, he remembered that this man was called Yan Zhendong. He was very annoying, and he always challenged Huang Feihong to compete with him. No matter if there are patients here waiting for treatment.

However... Hua Jin is still in the ranks of masters and can be used!
"Since you want to open a tavern to teach apprentices, why do you want to fight me?"

Yan Zhendong said confidently: "You are the best fighter here, of course I have to beat you, otherwise how will others know that I am good!"

Duan Muxiang pouted and shook his head, "You're wrong. It's not about who can fight here to recruit more disciples."

Yan Zhendong was about to take action, but he was stunned when he heard these words, "Then what are you looking at?"

"Look how much you have contributed to the people here. Do you know why Bao Zhilin is so famous? It's because Huang Feihong is the leader of the militia. He teaches the people in the militia martial arts so that the people will not be bullied. How does this compare with his strength? It doesn’t matter, even his strength is not as powerful as the legend says.”

Duan Muxiang's words made Yan Zhendong a little confused, but Huang Feihong found it helpful after hearing it. Others praised him for his martial arts skills, but it was far more comfortable to hear others respect him.

"Wait, you're not Huang Feihong?"

"I never said I was, but this is the guy behind me. Ask him, is his martial arts great?"

When Yan Zhendong saw Huang Feihong behind him, he immediately felt that his appearance was much better than his appearance. However, before he could speak, Huang Feihong raised his hands and cupped his fists to interrupt: "Brother Duanmu is right, my martial arts attainments are not worth it." By the way, Baozhilin is just a medical clinic, and it only has that little reputation thanks to the love of the brothers from the militia!"

Yan Zhendong stopped talking. This guy is taking the initiative to show weakness. It's hard for you to take action.

Duan Muxiang looked up and down and said, "Master Guanyan is a bloody man. Now that we have to cooperate with the government to fight against the gang of bandits and bullies here, how about we go together?"

Yan Zhendong was hesitant. It would be unwise to offend the local gangs if a strong dragon cannot suppress local gangsters. However, Duan Muxiang said again: "As long as these evil people are eliminated, Master Yan will make a name for himself. Who in the country will not say that you are This. If you take the ill-gotten gains from the Shahe Gang and open a martial arts school to teach the common people martial arts, it can be regarded as taking it from the people and using it for the people. Why not do it?"

When Yan Zhendong heard this, he looked at Duan Muxiang's thumbs up and felt that this young man spoke quite nicely.

(End of this chapter)